Knight, defender of shorts and protector of your t-shirts! Mind you, I think trying this would be a bad idea unless you like broken bones. I also don’t know how strong her hair is, but I assume she uses a steel comb.
Mutton yesterday, mutton today…mutton actually tastes really good if it’s done right. But it seems a bit cruel to use a sheep as your bed, let it carry you around and then eat it as thanks. Still, I suppose it could be worse. They could be eating dogs, or cats, or babies. (Stick people don’t eat babies.)
I was thirsty yesterday. Not in any metaphorical sense; I was stranded deep within nature and I didn’t have a water bottle. But you know what was worse? Being next to a muddy, gigantic river. Filled with insects. The point is, I can relate to Knight and Pirate’s suffering here.
Huzzah for marriages! Today’s a very important day for many people living in the United States. For stick people, marriage is no issue because they fully support marriages of any kind. At least, I hope they do. Congratulations to everyone who’s been waiting and get ready to attend a lot of weddings!
Weight is power! Should Knight go on a diet, or at least take off her armor? Why bother when she can crush all the haters? True, you could eat healthy or you could start throwing your weight onto people. That’s the kind of debate I have when I consider dieting.
I sorta want to see a volcano explode. From a distance. With binoculars. And a helicopter on standby. But it sounds amazing, and scary. I also want to see a meteor hit the earth, but preferably when I’m not nearby.
I’m tied to my tablet for drawing and my computer for entertainment. Where would we be without the internet? Still, I remember a time when everyone still used cassette tapes. Now apparently it’s all about the cloud. I don’t understand clouds.
I had hamburger the other day. This is what I thought of. It strikes me that a food lover like Pirate would be great at knowing just how long to cook a burger properly. Me, I can’t even flip them without losing half my burger.
Leaving jello to go bad is a crime. Not because I think jello tastes very good; I just hate how disgusting it gets when it’s bad. This is definitely how slime monsters evolved, you mark my words.
Always beware the fine print. I personally would love to live in a nice rural house with only the open country around me…for about two weeks. I tend towards suburbia, but I have to admit, being out in places unclaimed by concrete and steel is a different experience. Just make sure you buy a house larger than a shoe.